The warship left Frances Island, carrying away its residents and signaling the end of the battle there.
The Marines had naturally won, since the Bourne Pirates had been completely wiped out.
In reality, though, it had been a mutually devastating outcome.
Bourne was dead, and every surviving member of the Bourne Pirates had been captured.
The Marines had also lost hundreds of men, including their leader, Vice Admiral Akita, and his adjutant, Colonel Doug.
The main battle in the Polar Sea and the fighting on the other five islands were still ongoing.
At that moment, Morito had gone alone to a deserted island in a neighboring sea, one that was brimming with a primitive atmosphere.
Thump-thump-thump-thump!!
Thump-thump! Thump!
The throbbing had grown more frequent. He could feel his eyeballs twitching almost every moment.
One moment they felt warm, the next cold. Morito felt as though his eyes were alternating between scorching lava and freezing snow.
A cave in a sheer cliff was a secluded, safe place.
Unless they were fierce flying beasts, ordinary wild animals couldn't climb this thousand-meter cliff.
Morito lay on a stone bed covered in dry grass, calming himself as he quietly felt the gradual changes in his eyes.
The Tenseigan had only appeared in the movie The Last, and possessed the power to create and destroy.
The abilities it displayed could be roughly divided into eight types.
The first was the "power" Morito could already use: control over "power."
"I wonder if my Tenseigan is the same as Toneri's."
"I remember Toneri gained all kinds of abilities after his first throbbing. His Tenseigan hadn't fully evolved yet at the time."
"But for me, it seems like all I've gained is control over 'power.'"
Morito raised a hand and gently covered his eyelids. His fingertips could